[Comprehensive martial arts] On the conduct of Jinyiwei's commanders

The torrential rain outside the window was like a curtain, covering the sky and the earth. The figure of the assassin was blurred in the rain, and his sword was also blurred.

Before the sword arrived, a few drops of rain had already entered the house under the sway of true energy.

Lu Xiaofeng picked up the jug on the table and poured himself a glass of wine leisurely.

Jin Jiuling took a look, stood up abruptly, and was about to help when Lu Xiaofeng pushed him back.

The rain touched Shen Baizhong's hand, and his two fingers had already clamped the assassin's rapier, and he went to touch his acupuncture points with the other hand.

The man in black was startled, turned his body hastily, stepped on the window frame and turned over, avoiding Shen Baizhong's hand, but when he went to draw the sword, he couldn't draw it out. The blood was gone, but the sword was still tightly held in Shen Baizhong's hand.

"It turns out that Mr. Shen has already learned your consonant finger, I was just worrying about it." Jin Jiuling sighed, "Come on, let's drink."

There was no more wine in the jug, and Jin Jiuling emptied it.

"Then why hasn't Xiao Er come back?" Jin Jiuling frowned, "I'll go and urge him."

When Jin Jiuling got up to go to the back kitchen, Shen Baizhong had already broken the man in black's rapier, tapped his acupoints, and pinned him to the ground.

"Who told you..."

Before Shen Baizhong finished speaking, he stopped, because he had discovered that the man in black had poison hidden in his mouth, and he was about to bite the poison, so he immediately stretched out his hand and strangled the man on the ground by the throat.

As soon as Shen Baizhong stretched out his hand, there was an extremely small cracking sound in the air. If it was another person, it would never be able to hear this sound. No matter who it was, it would definitely die here.

But the person standing here is Shen Baizhong, and the person sitting at the table is Lu Xiaofeng.

Although Lu Xiaofeng didn't hear the sound of breaking through the air, he saw Shen Baizhong's eyes suddenly looking out of the window, and immediately threw a chopstick over.

It was the closest thing to him, and the best thing to throw.

No one could see Shen Baizhong's movements clearly, and no one could see those hidden weapons clearly. When Shen Baizhong's hand stopped, there was already a hedgehog in his hand.

Hedgehog made of wooden chopsticks.

The hidden weapon is indeed poisonous.

The steel needles were nailed to the chopsticks, shining white light under the light, but the tips of the steel needles were all glowing blue, obviously poisoned.

These steel needles are so powerful that they can almost shoot through iron blocks at will like tofu. If it weren't for Shen Baizhong's deep inner strength, a wooden chopstick would not be able to pick up these things at all.

This thing will only shoot through the chopsticks, and then pass through the person's body and nail it into the wall, and it will definitely sink all of it, not even a tail will be left.

And people will fall to the ground, and they will die within three breaths, but within three days they will emit a bad smell.

"This is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Nail!" Lu Xiaofeng walked over quickly and said, "It's the kind of Rainstorm Pear Blossom Nail that Gong Jiu used."

Neither of them moved, and neither of them planned to chase the person who used the hidden weapon. It was useless to chase after such a heavy rain and such a weird hidden weapon.

"En." Shen Bai finally responded, "You take out his poison."

Even in such a dangerous situation just now, his hand still grabbed the assassin's throat, the strength was neither light nor heavy, and he would neither kill the man nor make him swallow the medicine.

Lu Xiaofeng rolled up his wet sleeves, took off the chin and mask of the man in black, and slapped him on the back, and a fish maw came out. This is what people often call fish bubbles, and it is also what dead men often hide in their mouths. .

Only very loyal assassins will have poison in their mouths, which means that they are ready to die for their masters at any time.

"Since five or six years ago, after you won the title of number one in the world, I have never seen any assassins want to assassinate you." Lu Xiaofeng said, "Seeing it now, I feel a little strange."

Shen Baizhong picked up the broken blade on the ground, and put it in front of Lu Xiaofeng's eyes for him to see, "Do you feel familiar?"

"No." Lu Xiaofeng said honestly, "I have never seen such a sword, this sword is too thin."

"I've seen this kind of sword on another assassin, and he used this kind of sword." Shen Bai finally said.

"Who?"

"A little bit of red in the Central Plains."

The man in black opened his mouth wide, his eyes flashed, and there was a trace of tension.

"Zhongyuan Dianhong?" Lu Xiaofeng pondered, "Is this person just Zhongyuan Dianhong? Did he steal Zhongyuan Dianhong's sword?"

As Lu Xiaofeng said, he wanted to see if this person had disguised himself.

"He's not. Zhongyuan Yidianhong doesn't know how to hurt people with dark swords, and he's much stronger than him."

"So is this an organization? Many assassins have an organization, they all use the same weapon, and they all practice the same martial arts."

"Maybe."

"I'll give you a chance. If you tell me who called you here, it will be treated as if it never happened. I will never stop you from going." Shen Bai finally looked at the man in black, "No one will go If you chase you, no one will check you, you can tell your employer that the mission failed, and no one will know what you did, not even the person who used the hidden weapon in the courtyard just now."

The man in black seemed to be a dead man, lying upright without moving.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "You have to think clearly, Jinyiwei's prison is not a good place, no matter how hard the bones are, it's not enough."

"I also know that you are not afraid of death, but sometimes, death is also a kind of relief. There are many such people in the imperial prison. They really want to die, but unfortunately, no one will satisfy their wishes."

"You are different, you still have the opportunity to choose, isn't that rare?"

The man in black struggled again and again, but still complied and nodded.

After his jaw was put back, the assassin let out a hoarse voice, "Are you really going to let me go?"

"Even if we don't let you go, you have no other choice." Shen Baizhong said coldly, "You'd better trust us."

The man in black gritted his teeth, "Okay! I am indeed an organized assassin, the one who asked me to kill you..."

Before he finished speaking, when he was talking about a crucial point, the man in black's face suddenly turned pale and livid, he spit out a lot of white foam, took a few breaths, and then stared dead.

All these changes were too fast, and it was already too late for the two of them to save him.

who did it?

Isn't the poison already taken out by Lu Xiaofeng?

Who is the person who wants to kill Shen Baizhong?

The atmosphere fell silent.

The sound of rain outside the window was still dense, densely hitting the eaves, making a crackling sound, and lightning flashed across the night sky from time to time, emitting a sudden white light on the walls of the house.

Lu Xiaofeng walked back and forth for a few steps, and it became no longer easy, "The timing of this poison's attack is so ingenious, this person is so vicious, no matter whether the assassination is successful or not, he will be killed."

"Ah."

"Who wants to kill you? And who thinks he can kill you?"

Shen Baizhong shook his head, "I don't know."

Is it Mrs. Gongsun?Is it the Changsun Hong who escaped from the desert?Is it Gong Jiu?Is it the jellyfish Yin Ji from Shenshui Palace?Or is it Huo Tianqing's disciple under Tianqin's sect?

Lu Xiaofeng thought a lot, and the more he thought about it, the more strange and terrifying he felt, they really had many enemies, no matter who they were, they might suddenly appear in this rainy night.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help reaching out to the jug on the table, whenever he encountered something he couldn't figure out, he always liked to have a drink.

As soon as he lifted the jug, he found that it was empty, and was surprised that Jin Jiuling had gone for a long time and hadn't come back, so he quickly put down the jug and stood up.

"what happened to you?"

"Jin Jiuling hasn't come back."

Shen Baizhong picked up the Xiuchun knife on the table, "Where did he go?"

"The kitchen."

Jin Jiuling went to the back kitchen to urge Luzhou Daqu.

Lu Xiaofeng just opened the cloth curtain of the back kitchen, and the moment he raised his foot to go in, Shen Baizhong pulled him back with his collar, he dragged Lu Xiaofeng away, and went in by himself.

Lu Xiaofeng could only smile, being the second person to go in, he couldn't refuse a friend's kindness, especially a good friend's kindness.

In the back kitchen there are many crates of potatoes, several bundles of cabbage, and strings of corn and peppers hanging on the wall. In the innermost place, there are many jugs of wine placed high and low. The most savvy businessmen, the wine is The best-selling ones are naturally the ones with the most stockpiles.

Such a place should have an unpleasant smell of oil fume, but now it is full of wine aroma, which is the wine aroma of Luzhou Daqu.

Xiao Er was lying on the ground, his body was covered with wine, he was still holding the jar of wine in his hand, but he was already dead, he died by a sword, the blood from his neck mixed with Luzhou Daqu and flowed down. It meanders under the box of potatoes.

How many assassins are there?

Shen Baizhong's complexion became very ugly. His man was in the hall, but Xiao Er died in the back kitchen. This was a great shame and provocation for any Jin Yiwei.

But he doesn't have the time to restrain Xiao Er's body yet.

Shen Baizhong looked around and opened an old cabinet in the corner.

"Jin Jiuling?" Lu Xiaofeng lost his voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Jin Jiuling was leaning against the cabinet, his hands and feet were unnaturally twisted, his face was pale, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his breathing was already very weak, as if he was going to become a dead former policeman in the next second.

He had apparently been forced into it with broken limbs.

Lu Xiaofeng was so angry that he wanted to jump up, his hands trembling with anger, he quickly carried Jin Jiuling out and put him on the ground, "Don't worry! I'll go find a doctor right away! Shen Baizhong will be here with you! No one will hurt you again! your turn!"

Jin Jiuling smiled, very pale and miserable, "You don't need to waste your energy, just look at my hands carefully."

"Your hand? What about your hand..."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.

Jin Jiuling's hands had turned iron blue, and the color was still spreading, Lu Xiaofeng was stunned until it reached his neck.

Shen Bai finally took out a bottle of medicine, "Drink."

Huo Xiang is one of the few famous doctors here. The famous doctors here mean that he is really worthy of his reputation. He is absolutely not half-worthy of his reputation, and even surpasses it a lot.

But Huo Xiang's medicine had no effect at all.

Jin Jiuling's aura was still getting weaker and weaker, even if both of them drained his internal energy, even if Lu Xiaofeng used the best finger in the world to touch his acupoints, Jin Jiuling still didn't get any better.

"Here, I'm going to find Zhang Jianzhai! I heard that he is practicing medicine here these days! Wait for me, you..."

Jin Jiuling said, "You don't have to go! Listen to me, Lu Xiaofeng, Mr. Shen, that person used..."

Shen Baizhong suddenly pressed his palm against Jin Jiuling's chest, pouring out a steady stream of internal energy to protect his heart veins, "You don't need to tell us, it's not important at all, what I want is for you to live!"

This kind of internal strength is almost equal to the internal strength of dozens of first-class masters combined. If this can't save people, Jin Jiuling will undoubtedly die.

"Master Shen, Commander-in-Chief, in fact, me, me and the red shoes." Tears flowed from Jin Jiuling's eyes, "I know I did something wrong, and it's too late to say anything now, but the red shoes and Shenshui Palace , and Prince Taiping..."

"They want to kill you?" Lu Xiaofeng said angrily.

"That's right, it's Gong Jiu, Gong Jiu..."

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to ask again, but there was no one to ask anymore.

Jin Jiuling had died in the back kitchen of this inn, among the potatoes and radishes, among the two people who tried their best to save him, in this dark night, in this rain.

When he died, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

A sound of thunder struck, startling the crows resting in the rain.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed for a long time and didn't speak any more.